Wanted: Assassin to gut this teacherThis one professor right, who teaches history of Jap. Architecture in my uni. gave our midterms back.
And guess what.
She failed my entire class.
I'm fucking serious.
...ok, not entirely. Only two students got passing grade (not that great either...) - i'll explain how this happened later. But really, I don't like rant journals about my RL shit but THIS. I just have to express this shit out cuz I was enraging this entire time with my classmates. The world needs to know this bitch exists.
I have no idea what is her problem, I've had pretty horrid teachers in my life, but she's definitely in the worst top three.
The midterm exams were not that long - and for some bizarre reason, the questions were all open ended. So, we all know that open ended questions are mostly based on your own opinion right. If we can provide answers with good explanations with good examples, it should be all cool. But no. She marked us all wrong because we didn't write what she wanted to see - the two guys who pas
Interpreting Information: What Not To Do [EDIT]So you're making a hetalia oc, but can't figure out heads or tails of what you're reading and what it means for your oc? Before you go off and do whatever, read this!!Interpreting Information: What Not To Do [EDIT]2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
When finding out who colonised/owned your place
"Oh! (x nation(s)) owned my oc!! That makes him/her my oc's dad/mom!!"
No. No. Go back and read more. Your OC is most likely adopted by that nation in some way, or something along those lines. Or they probably invaded. ._. There are a few instances where they MIGHT could be considered the oc's parent(s), but this is very very rare and most likely won't happen to you.
"Ok! (x nation) discovered my oc but didn't treat the people there very well!! This means (x nation) is a rapist/abuser and my oc should have Stockholm syndrome for them/have their illegitimate baby/love them anyway/want their head on a platter/not know what happened to their people so they can still be a happy parent/offspring relationship!!"
NO STOP THAT. RIGHT NOW. NOT OKAY
The Secret Garden"I know what you're thinking about," Nolofinwe's known, beloved voice whispered in Anaire's ear.The Secret Garden4 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Really?" she answered playfully, her eyes laughing.
"Yes," he kissed her neck and hugged her from behind. "For I'm reminded of our first meeting as well "
They were standing in a hidden spot between the many trees that surrounded 'their secret garden', as they came to view it. It seemed every child found this spot and claimed it to be his or her own, and currently their son, Findekano, was playing there with his cousin and friend, Nelyafinwe son of Feanaro.
"It was not so long ago, you know," Anaire said, turning in his arms to demand a kiss on the lips.
"Mmm true " came the reply.
Anaire laughed again. "Come. Let us leave them alone."
"Do you want to play with me?"
The girl lifted her head, surprised. She was sprawled on the grass, an opened book before her and an apple, half eaten, in her right hand. Above her stand a boy about her age, his long, black hair tied with
Fuck Society"You can't be pretty,Fuck Society3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Without being skinny."
That's what they say,
So I start dieting,
And starving myself,
To follow their way.
"You have a disorder,
If you look too skinny."
So that's what I do,
I start to gain,
But it doesn't feel the same,
How much do I even weigh?
"You need to cover up,
If you still don't wear make-up."
I start to wear make-up,
But I don't feel pretty,
I feel like I'm suffocating,
My mom takes pity.
"Don't cover up too much,
You'll look like a slut."
I stop wearing make-up,
They want everything,
Instead of messing people up,
Why can't they chose something.
"Don't you dare cry,
Hold it in with a sigh."
I dry my tears,
I can't show my fears,
But I'm scared,
What if no one cares?
"But you can let emotions show,
So people can love you more."
My insides start to hurt,
My heart is about to burst,
I'm so confused,
What do I do?
"You want to be perfect?
We'll show you how to work it."
They messed with my head,
Causing me to hate and be hated,
For me, it's too l
FreakForgotten by someFreak1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Respected by no one
Kindness is what I need.
I Am NotI am not Ugly; you're just holding the mirror wrong.I Am Not3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am not Blind; I just love to listen.
I am not Retarded; I just learn differently than you.
I am not ADHD; the world just fascinates me.
I am not Depressed; this is how I smile
I am not Fat; I'm just as big as my heart.
I am not Bisexual; I want to share my love with all.
I am not Cross-eyed; One eye sees beauty in this universe,
the other looks towards my future.
Before you think you may have the answer, on who I'm supposed to be,
I am not Special; I'm just being me.
Socially awkwardDo you know what it feels like?Socially awkward2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To feel so socially awkward
around people that you feel
uncomfortable in your own skin,
knowing that you don't fit in.
And, you walk away...
thinking that being alone
will be better for you -
but you're wrong.
You just feel even more alone;
even more rejected from society;
perhaps even sad, in some way.
What do you do while waiting for someone?
As you wait, and wait, and wait for them -
hoping they'll come soon
lest you seem like a loner
walking aimlessly around,
causing people to pity you.
And your face gets hot,
you start to sweat because
they know -
they know of how alone you are
and they feel sorry for you.
Once ler and Hope The sound of music lorax requestOnce ler and Hope The sound of music lorax request3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 4: The talk
"Everybody needs a thneed,a fine thing that all people need."
At least nobody was throwing a-.
He wiped the tomatoe from his face.
"Hah,yeah,uh g-good throw!"
He tried again but several tomatoes were flung in his face.
"Uhm,I've gotta go."
The croud pouted and Awwed him but he left. Near a Truffula tree was a bench.
He sat down. But didn't notice the woman beside him.
"Excuse me sir but what happened to you?"
"I well,I was trying to sell my thneed."
"Sir are you the man that sings every day about that trying to sell it and having tomatoes thrown in his face?"
He pouted. "Yeah,but when you put it like that it sounds bad."
"And you still go back? Why?"
He stared at her. He noticed she had been crying.
"Are you alright, were you crying?"
She wiped a tear away.
"Oh yes,yes I was. I was just thinking about something. Something I'm missing."
Once ler sighed.
"Now answer my question."
"Ok,ok. The reason I go back is,well,I want to be a famous i